In honor of the birthday of the one and only Dr. Seuss and the fabulous #50PreciousWords writing challenge, hope you enjoy!
Snow has begun
The last little leaf clings to its branch
Old Birch whispers in the wind
Little leaf, it is time
Your destiny may be warmth for spring bulbs
Perhaps you will mulch the gardens
That provide veggies to our village next summer
Farewell, brave little leaf